I don't want to live anymore.
I don't want to hurt anymore.
I don't want to waste anymore.
I don't want to cry anymore.
I don't want to think anymore.
I don't want to smell anymore.
I don't want to see anymore.
I don't want to talk anymore.
I don't want to love anymore.
I don't want to care anymore.
I don't want any of it, I want it all to end.
Like a flash in the pan.
The light blinding me then fading into nothing.
Nothing would matter at the moment I die.
It would be the calmness of a thousand night skies.
It would be the love of a million star lights.
It would be the kindness of a thousand moms.
It would be a moment... the one true moment of bliss.
Then it would end.
Just like a rollercoaster,
It is sad but you know you are ok.
The stars will shine brighter at night.
My heart would feel calm and light.
I can't do it anymore,
not in this world.
Nothing can fix me, I'm broken beyond repair.
I need to be replaced but first I must trade in my broken piece.

Let's **** Gandhi
Let's **** Gandhi

Again and Again
Multiple Times

Gandhi Must be killed
He deserves to be killed

Because he killed no one
Neither human nor animal

Collect all your weapons
Load missiles and guns

Get some good Gun powder
Quintals and tonnes of it

Make sure to **** this time
Be sure, you mustn't fail again

But can you really **** Gandhi
No you can't, I bet you can't

You already tried and retried
But Gandhi remained alive

Gandhi Never died
He will never ever die

Gandhi is not a person
Gandhi is thought

Gandhi is Philosophy
Gandhi is Lifestyle

Gandhi is Liberation
Gandhi is Struggle

Gandhi is Courage
Gandhi is Peace

Gandhi is Gentle
Gandhi is Strong

Gandhi is Treasure
Gandhi is Heritage

Gandhi is immortal
You fools are mortal

My parents warned me about the bullies the responsibilities, drugs and terrible things, but they never warned me about beautiful tan skinned boys with hazel eyes that could make you forget how to breathe, eyes that cut deeper than a knife ever could, whose smile could unwittingly **** and make you forget how to think. And whose hands could steal your suffering soul and shatter your heart into millions of pieces. Whose gentle lips could make you stupidly forget all the bad things he’s done and keep you begging for more. Whose touch sent shivers down your spine and paralyzed you.

Oh god.

They forgot to tell me how he’d make me feel.

And how much agonizing pain I'd be in

When he left.

intimacy kills
dreaming kills
love kills

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